The Red Or Black Rose

THE RED/BLACK ROSE ------------------------------- If I a placid pond sit Still my shallow grounds Engulfed within the woods Submerged and bound Arrayed with ruby rings Robed in brunette pearls What jewel would justly paint With brush my clearest tint Wouldst any drown the drink The tongue calls a quench Cool and clear as white Atop the moonlit sky Or wouldst the treasuries' trees Reveal arising clips depicting Darkened depths entrenched In deep demise Doth God's glory glide The ornamented floor Moving mortal millions To probe, dip, and dive Beneath the brittle creek In buried ocean mines To touch and taste, then tell Of seas the sands confine If raids of floral floods Could frame the fluid's face As angels frame the figure Of heaven's sovereign God Then pluck the petaled stem The prototyped rendition Of red/darkened rose Which colors my condition ~Poetra Jah~